Sunday, July 30, 2006

Wimmin in Ministry...

...Just so's you know...I have nothing against female missionaries, female sunday school teachers, or female small group leaders. I think wimmin can do most anything a man can do. That said, I still have a hard time reconcilling women in authority over men in the church. Some churches have wimmin pastors and that's their choice. They think they have the right to do so and have been able to back it up with scripture (I think "spin" is a wonderful word don't you??). I think that men, who have gotten so tired of radical, feminist ranting about how evil men are, how men don't understand wimmin, (We don't most of the time and some of the time we understand you better than you think!), and how men let the power of a patriarchial society, inside and outside the church, go to their heads and put down and destroy wimmin in general. These same men have given up leadership to wimmin.

(My mom was the spiritual leader in our house growing up. Dad wasn't a Christian and still isn't. I had mainly men sunday school teachers throughout my church life but had more wimmin than men school teachers.)

Now men are starting to assert themselves more. And some wimmin are glad of that. Some aren't. Some see it as an usurpation of their power base although I doubt any of them would willingly admit it. After all, power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely regardless of your gender!

So I stick to a mainly conservative approach to wimmin in ministry. Mine might be a little more liberal than some of the more staunch, die-hards of the faith, but I still say wimmin pastors are a no-no. Like I said in the first paragraph, I can reconcile wimmin missionaries, (Yeah Kari!) wimmin sunday school teachers and wimmin small group leaders (of other wimmin). I'm not a misogynist. I'm not "putting wimmin in their place". I'm not forcing submission of the "weaker" sex. It's what I believe based on what I read in the Bible.

This has become a topic of conversation over at the BHT. Ellen has a pretty good post on the subject HERE. And Michael has one HERE.

You read, you decide...


Friday, July 28, 2006

New Link on the Sidebar

It's called CCM Patrol and their motto is:

Now is that too funny or what???

Go there...have some fun!

( me you blog link...I lost it from my sidebar about a month ago...


Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Bringing One Of Our Own Home

A local man, a Sgt. Turner of the US Army, was killed in Iraq this month. He is being brought home and it's created quite a stir. Read the article HERE and especially the comments.

Why do people have to be such jerks when someone dies? To make someone's grief their platform to protest? I know it's a not-so-subtle and very effective weapon in one's oratorical arsenal but to drag your opinions of this war and this administration at a time when a wife has lost her husband, a father and mother have lost their son, is just, well, despicable.

And yet, there was a time when I was younger (not by much!), when I would have jumped on that very same opportunity to voice my opinion in the marketplace of ideas because, after all of my 30+ years of experience, I knew it all!

What a dork!

Let's mourn first. Let's help those in need. Let's honor this man's sacrifice. And then, if you want to debate the war, call O'Reilly. Call Larry King. Enter into a debate on your local newstalk show. Just don't do it in front of those who have come to mourn when the wound is still fresh, when the pain is still poignant, when the tears haven't stopped flowing.


Monday, July 17, 2006

Deep Thoughts

From Mickey's Funnies!

Over the years, I have engaged in considerable deep thought about (among other things): Our place in the universe, ancient civilizations, human migrations, international conflicts, local and world economics, ozone depletion, the human genome, cloning, pollution, racism, local and world politics, population growth, extinctions, natural disasters, the environment, health care, MySpace, human relations, the space-time continuum and other aspects of relativity, and other factors that affect mankind's struggle to exist.

After all of that deep thought, I have arrived at this conclusion: When all is said and done, in spite of or because of what we may or may not do or think, it is just as likely as not that, for better or for worse, everything will turn out one way or another, sooner or later. that.


Friday, July 14, 2006

Release Your Inner Jackson Pollock

Follow the link and make some art!

Jackson Pollock dot Org


Thoughts On 25 at 41

There's a young man over at The Boar's Head Tavern who lacks a bit of couth. He states, at age 25, that his "experience" has given him greater insight than most.

What a crock!

Just read some of his posts and you'll see that he is either a rather clever fella who enjoys pushing and knowing what buttons to push or he's just a pain in the arse who really hasn't grown up.

I can relate.

Looking back at 25 from the halfway point of 41 I can see I was a lot like this young man. I was recently married, progressing in my chosen profession, growing in my faith, working with youth and seeming to have arrived in some sort of fashion. If asked, I would humbly admit I had a lot to learn but my arrogance lie in the fact that secretly, I understood it all. At the ripe old age of 25.

What a crock!

Looking back I can see those who were in their 40's, sly grin on their faces because they knew, they just knew, I was full of shite.

I was arrogant, self-righteous, full of piss and wind and I wasn't afraid to do the Lord's work and call a spade a spade. I offended but didn't care. After all, if they couldn't handle a little offense then they had no business being in the marketplace of ideas. Compassion was sending money to the poor orphans overseas via World Vision or Christian Children's Fund. Compassion was telling the homeless guy to get a job then buying him a Big Mac. Compassion was telling the homosexual he's receive his reward for his behaviour.

What a crock!

I probably did more harm to the cause of Christ, more harm to my family, more harm to my friends between 25 and 35 than I realize.

At 40, after failing miserably in my career twice, after two near neravous breakdowns, after relying on God then going my own way once things were hunky-dory, I see that I was a fool. Not even a fool for Christ. Just a plain, old fool. It wasn't my great apologetic abilities. It wasn't my insight into nuanced situations. It wasn't my "core beliefs" and "christian worldview". No, it was something I'd forgotten from day one. It is the Gospel of Christ. I completely screwed up telling about the one thing in the universe that means more than anyone's theology. The Gospel of Christ.

And to be honest, I am such a weenie when it comes to looking like a hypocrit, I hide my faith behind a translucent wall of wishy-washyness!

I guess I should live what I believe....


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Random Thoughts

Are you a man?

“A Man should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently and die gallantly. Specialization is for insects. – Robert A. Heinlein

So says Robert Heinlein...

I'm a writer. I got kudos from another writer who said, quote, "Okay dude, you can write."

Made me feel all tingly inside! ;)

So here's an article from Reuters about the worst opening sentence of a novel...

It was a long and twisting sentence...

Wed Jul 12, 8:34 AM ET

An opening sentence containing a burrito, an angel and a shovel was judged appalling enough to win the annual Bulwer-Lytton literary parody prize on Tuesday.

Retired mechanical designer Jim Guigli of California was proclaimed winner of the contest, which challenges entrants to submit their worst opening sentence of an imaginary novel.

Guigli's winning entry read: "Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you've had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean."

Guigli's powers of invention and his determination to succeed -- he submitted 60 different entries -- also won him a "dishonorable mention" in the historical fiction category.

"My motivation for entering the contest was to find a constructive outlet for my dementia," Guigli quipped.

The Bulwer-Lytton fiction contest was started in 1982 by the English Department at San Jose State University to honor the Victorian novelist who opened his 1830 novel "Paul Clifford" with what were to become the immortal words, "It was a dark and stormy night."

It began as a quiet campus affair and now attracts thousands of entries from around the world. But the grand prize winner receives only a pittance and other winners "must content themselves with becoming household names," organizers say.

The 2006 runner-up, Stuart Vasepuru from Scotland, played with one of the most famous pieces of dialogue from the Clint Eastwood movie "Dirty Harry."

"I know what you're thinking, punk," hissed Wordy Harry to his new editor, "you're thinking, 'Did he use six superfluous adjectives or only five?' -- and to tell the truth, I forgot myself in all this excitement; but being as this is English, the most powerful language in the world, whose subtle nuances will blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?"

I loved that scene from "Dirty Harry" almost as much as the "Make my day" scene.

This last week saw me fighting off three panic attacks. Excuse my French but I fucking hate these things. I know what comes next. They are the prelude to depression. Combine that with another bout of head rushes whenever I stand (they seem to all come together...panic attacks, depression and orthostatic hypostension syncope), and this last two weeks have just sucked.

I understand depression. Don't know if what I have is just run-of-the-mill blues due to circumstances of diagnosable clinical depression. I undestand most of it is my response to situations and circumstances. And I know it steals joy like a thief who knows when to grab the candy bar when the store clerks back is turned. Joy comes and goes fleetingly. Things which brought me a smile and made my day brighter burn out faster than before. Maybe it's because it's been one year since I crashed and burned at the USFS? Maybe it's a bit of self-loathing that, at 40, I still don't get it. Like someone said at the ADD Forums on-line, it's like we were absent that day in school, back at age 7, when all of this was explained to us.

I want to get angry at the depression. At the ennui. At the boredom. At the inanities like I used to. But lately I feel like Marvin the Robot in the "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy". "What's the use?", Marvin is fond of saying. I know, I have a lot to be thankful for; my life, my faith, my family, my dogs. But right now, I just want to sit in the backyard and watch the grass grow; that's how much motivation I have to do anything.

Funny...I just thought about motivation. I've been procrastinating on two stories I'm writing. They are pretty much outlined in my head but I haven't put more than a couple thousand words to One is 3/4 done and needs to be overhauled. One has just started and the ideas need to be put down. And yet, I have no motivation to do any of that. Funny...I could be doing it now instead of whining on the internet.

"What's the use?" - Marvin the Robot


Thursday, July 06, 2006

Telling it like it is...

From the Wittenburg Door Insider Newsletter...Ole Anthony responds to Pat Robertson.


Over the years, we've gotten some interesting mail – but never, never anything as "interesting" as the recent missive we got from our first ever Lifetime Loser, The Right Reverend Pat Robertson! (Door #192) It seems that after thirty-some-odd years of tweaking the old goat's beard, we finally got to him with our comments in The New York Times a couple of weeks ago. Here's the gist of Pat's complaint and our sainted publisher's response:

"Dear Ole:

"... I remember back to 1973 ... you entertained the rather quixotic notion that Doubleday Broadcasting was going to give you Channel 39 in Dallas.

"Instead, the management of Doubleday very wisely chose to give the station to The Christian Broadcasting Network ... It would seem from ongoing comments by you in the press that you have never forgiven us for receiving that station ...

"I recently read a New York Times story which quoted you as saying that 'there wouldn't be Pat's shake at GNC stores if he couldn't promote it on air ... Robertson advertised his shake on The 700 Club, over the donor-paid air times' ... This statement by you is absolutely false. At no time ever did I advertise any nutritional product in which I had a personal interest over donor-supported air ... never was there one mention by us of any product of which I had a financial interest.

"Ole, I don't know how old you are now, but ... you need to get rid of the bitterness which is causing you to put out falsehoods and slander."
Read Pat's entire letter

And here's Ole's response...

Dear Pat:

Thanks for your sweet note. It's good to hear from you again after all these years. I've thought of you often during:

* The whole Pat's Shake/2,000 pound leg press thing
* The whole tsunami off the U.S. coast thing
* The whole "take out" of the Venezuelan president thing
* The whole Satan in Dover thing
* The whole "blood diamonds" thing in Africa
* The whole thoroughbred horse racing thing
* The whole misuse of the charitable supplies airplane thing
* The whole buddy-buddy with the blood-thirsty African dictator thing
* The whole blaming Katrina thing
* The whole ... well, you get the picture.

You've been on my mind a lot in recent years. I'm genuinely flattered that a multi-millionaire who lives a lifestyle that would shame the Borgias would still remember a nobody like me. And with the voices of Christians and non-Christians alike denouncing your particular brand of self-serving "theology" reaching an international, virtually unanimous crescendo, I'm touched that something I'd say would still catch your eye.

I'm equally impressed by your ability to split hairs down to the point of virtual molecular indivisibility, completely obfuscating the facts and allowing you to see yourself as innocent – not unlike your biblical role models, the Pharisees.

True, you only used donor-paid airtime to promote (repeatedly) the miraculous, health and strength – giving properties of your home made "protein shake" concoction. But... do you actually think the marketing folks at GNC stores would have agreed to nationally distribute a product called "Bob's Shake"? Can you actually say with a straight face that GNC shoppers, when confronted with an end-aisle display of "Pat's Shake" – complete with a picture of your grinning mug – didn't think, "Hey, I saw that on the 700 Club! I trust good ole Pat! I'll try that!" Do you really think that?

Some would say that this is just another in the litany of outrageous statements you've uttered over the years that have only served to embarrass the Church. Personally, I think this just proves that – despite the hundreds of personal pleas, articles, editorials and columns by mainstream and Christian publications alike, calling on you to please, in the name of God, just shut up – you're still just a regular guy beneath all those trappings of wealth.

Any time you need a letter of reference, feel free to call on me, Pat.

P.S. Thank you again for reminding me about that TV station incident. Over the past 30 years or so, like so many others, I've come to realize that television station (and then television network) ownership is the easiest and best way for a sincere Christian to abandon his or her original good intentions and become a money-flogging, heresy-spouting televangelist – more concerned with fund-raising than Kingdom Building. I see those very same tendencies in myself every day and I know without a shadow of a doubt that I would have ended up trying to do exactly the same thing you've done so well. We're all weak that way. God bless you for delivering me from that particular sin ... out of all of the many sins to which this weak flesh is heir.

Go ahead and say what you think, Ole. Don't hold back.



Monday, July 03, 2006

Mikey's Thots...

(These are the main reason why I get this free e-mail!)


January-June 2006

~ A child's greatest period of growth is the month after you've purchased new school clothes.
~ A company held a contest for kids with the theme: "The nicest thing My Father Ever Did For Me." One kid answered "He married my mother."
~ A doctor has a stethoscope up to a man's chest. The man asks, "Doc, how do I stand?" The doctor says, "That's what puzzles me!"
~ A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well.
~ A laugh is a smile that bursts.
~ A mother can touch a whole generation just by loving her own child well.
~ A picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory.
~ A prayer before you eat may be a reflection on the food.
~ All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.
~ Being "over the hill" is much better than being under it!
~ Bob to X-ray technician after swallowing some money: "Do you see any change in me?"
~ Can girls go on a BOYcott?
~ Can vegetarians eat animal crackers?
~ Can't sleep? Try counting your blessings.
~ Character is what you are. Reputation is what people think you are.
~ Children are natural mimics - they act like us in spite of all our attempts to teach them good manners.
~ Christians are like tea; their strength is drawn out by hot water.
~ Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.
~ DIAPER spelled backward is REPAID. Think about it...
~ Do not believe in miracles...rely on them.
~ Don't point a finger; hold out a hand.
~ Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things.
~ Everyone says I have ADD but they just don't that a chicken?
~ Gas prices are so high that when a woman pulled into a gas station and asked for 2 dollars worth, the attendant dabbed some behind her ears.
~ Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
~ Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.
~ How come it takes a properly prepared, primed surface for paint to stick to a wall, but if a drop lands on the floor, it's there for life?
~ How do they get deer to cross the road only at those yellow road signs?
~ I figured out why they call our language the "Mother Tongue." Fathers never get a chance to use much of it.
~ I started early teaching my kids the value of a dollar. From then on, they demanded their allowances in gold.
~ I went to the bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self help section?" She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose.
~ If a minister runs out of bread during communion, is he having an out-of-the-Body experience?
~ If evolution is true, why do mothers still only have one pair of hands?
~ If mother always knows best, what happens when two mothers disagree?
~ If nothing sticks to Teflon, how do they stick Teflon to the pan?
~ If only I could be respected without having to be respectable.
~ If only you used your powers for good instead of evil.
~ If peanut butter cookies are made from peanut butter, then what are Girl Scout cookies made of?
~ If psychics know the winning lottery numbers, why are they still working?
~ If the going gets easy, you may be going downhill.
~ If the professor on "Gilligan's Island" can make a radio out of a coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?
~ If the singular of GEESE is GOOSE, shouldn't a Portuguese person be called a Portugoose?
~ If they squeeze olives to get olive oil, how do they get baby oil?
~ If tin whistles are made out of tin, what do they make fog horns out of?
~ If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?
~ If we quit voting, will they all go away?
~ If you are good, you will be assigned all the work. If you are really good, you will get out of it.
~ If you can laugh at it, then you can live with it.
~ If you can lead it to water and force it drink, it isn't a horse.
~ If you can remain calm, you just don't have all the facts.
~ If you can stay calm, while all around you is chaos, then you probably haven't completely understood the seriousness of the situation.
~ If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
~ If you don't care where you're going, any road will get you there.
~ If you don't know where you're going, you're never lost.
~ If you get cheated by the Better Business Bureau, who do you complain to?
~ If you got into a taxi and the driver started driving backward, would the taxi driver end up owing you money?
~ If you have 23 odds and ends on a table, and 22 of them fall off, what do you have left? An odd or an end?
~ If you must cry over spilled milk then please try to condense it.
~ If you really want to do something, you'll find a way; if you don't, you'll find an excuse.
~ If you run out of sick days, call in dead.
~ If you think about it, Adam had more trouble than any of the rest of us buying his Father a gift for Father's Day. I mean, what do you get somebody who's Everything?
~ If you tied buttered toast to the back of a cat and dropped it, what would happen?
~ If you want your dreams to come true, don't oversleep.
~ I'm not a complete idiot. Some parts are missing.
~ I'm out of bed and dressed. What more do you want?
~ I'm so poor, I can't even pay attention!
~ I'm taking Lamaze classes. I'm not having a baby; I'm just having trouble breathing.
~ In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.
~ Income Tax: Capital punishment.
~ IRS: We've got what it takes to take what you've got.
~ Is that a mirage I see, or are my eyes deceiving me?
~ It IS as bad as you think, and they ARE out to get you.
~ It is bad to suppress laughter; it goes back down and spreads to your hips.
~ It is preferential to refrain from the utilization of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualization can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities.
~ It is said that if you line up all the cars in the world end to end, someone would be stupid enough to try and pass them.
~ It takes fewer muscles to smile than to frown, and fewer still to ignore
someone completely.
~ It was recently discovered that research causes cancer in rats.
~ It's a small world. So you gotta use your elbows a lot.
~ It's bad luck to be superstitious.
~ It's been Monday all week.
~ It's good to have self-confidence. It's just nice to have a reason for it.
~ It's never too late to have a happy childhood.
~ It's not an empty nest until they get their stuff out of the attic.
~ It's not the pace of life that concerns me, it's the sudden stop at the end.
~ Just because you're smart does not mean that the other guy is stupid.
~ Keep the faith...but not from others.
~ Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't live long enough to make them
all yourself.
~ Life is an endless struggle full of frustrations and challenges, but eventually you find a hair stylist you like.
~ Light bulb's love declaration: I love you a whole watt!
~ Love is like a roller coaster: When it's good you don't want to get off; and when it isn't, you can't wait to throw up.
~ Make friends before you need them.
~ Middle age develops increased promotes significant wait gain.
~ Minds are like parachutes - they function only when open.
~ My inferiority complex is not as good as yours.
~ My life has a superb cast, but I can't figure out the plot.
~ My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely.
~ My mom was a child of the 60's, but was a goody two shoes. She has antacid flashbacks.
~ My reality check bounced.
~ My software never has bugs. It just develops random features.
~ Never argue with an idiot. They drag you down to their level then beat you with experience.
~ New year's resolutions: They go in one year and out the other
~ On your birthday, send a thank you card to your mom.
~ One time my kids wanted to surprise me with a good breakfast in bed on Father's Day. They put a cot in the kitchen.
~ Reality is the leading cause of stress among those in touch with it.
~ Say what you will about healthy eating and all, but I've always found it awfully difficult to explain to my son (who's 6'4" to my 6' in height), why junk food is bad for you.
~ Skunks celebrate Valentine's Day because they are very scent-imental!
~ Stop global whining.
~ The colder the X-ray table, the more of your body is required on it.
~ The doctor called Mrs. Johnson saying, "Mrs. Johnson, your check came back." Mrs. Johnson answered, "So did my arthritis!"
~ The doctor gave a man six months to live. The man couldn't pay his bill, so the doctor gave him another six months.
~ The geek shall inherit the earth.
~ The grass may be greener on the other side, but that's because there is a lot more manure.
~ The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a leaky tire.
~ The most difficult light bulb to replace burns out first and most frequently.
~ The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
~ The pigs give boxes of candies to their girlfriends on Valenswine's Day!
~ The Valentine's gift of the farmer to his wife - Hog and kisses!
~ The Valentine's gift of the French chef to his wife - Hug and a Quiche!
~ There are more collect calls on Father's Day than any other day of the year.
~ There is more to life than increasing its speed.
~ There is no problem a good miracle can't solve.
~ We all get heavier as we get older because there's a lot more information in our heads. So I'm not fat, I'm just really intelligent and my head couldn't hold any more so it started filling up the rest of me.
~ We child-proofed our home 3 years ago but they're still getting in
~ What do you get the man who has everything? Penicillin.
~ What was the best thing before sliced bread?
~ When people complain that they don't get what they deserve, they don't know how fortunate they are.
~ Where I go, there's "I Am"
~ Where there is no wonder there is no worship.
~ Who are these kids and why are they calling me Mom?
~ Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents?
~ You can give without loving but you cannot love without giving
~ Your child needs your love the most when they deserve it the least.
~ Your worst days are never so bad that you are beyond the reach of God's grace. And your best days are never so good that you are beyond the need of God's grace.


See the 133 thots above...


Yeah, you can send this Funny to anybody you want. And, if you're REAL nice, you'll tell them where you got it!

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Top 40 Reasons to like Star Trek!

From Star

In no particular order, here are the Top 40 Reasons Why We Love Star Trek:

1. Phasers. They shoot, they score! And they can heat rocks.
2. Tricorders. Because they can detect anything a plot requires.
3. The transporter. For when you want to get away.
4. The original U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701. (No bloody A, B, C, D, E or NX!)
5. Triskelion. Because humans are just damned good entertainment value.
6. Trelane. Auditions for the role of Q start here.
7. Hyposprays. Much better than hypersprays.
8. Kirk. Because he can beat up any captain in Starfleet. And most aliens. Don't leave home without him.
9. Spock. Because he defies logic.
10. McCoy. Immortal lines for an immortal character. Alas, he's dead Jim.
11. Uhura. The real lady in red.
12. Chekov. Because Khan remembered him.
13. Sulu. Because of his half-naked sword time.
14. Scotty. He is smart. He makes things go.
15. Captain Pike. Still rockin' it on Talos IV.
16. The Talosians. It seems it all went to their heads.
17. All those beautiful guest stars. In soft focus, of course.
18. The Passion of the Kirk. Inspiration through the ages.
19. Those short, short skirts. Those skimpy outfits! When will designers incorporate these fashions for real?
20. Mudd's women. A great threesome.
21. Klingons. They weren't really bad, just written that way.
22. Romulans. Sometimes a straight bowl cut says it all.
23. Tranya. Because things go better with it.
24. Balok. You know, the one that gave you nightmares.
25. The Gorn. Once again, Kirk was smarter. But then again, the Gorn was reptilian. Probably too hot for him out there at Vasquez Rocks.
26. Kirk vs. Computers. The original computer hacker.
27. Edith Keeler.The Sergeant Sarah Brown of Star Trek. (If they ever do a Star Trek musical.)
28. Tribbles. Because they taste like chicken.
29. Fizzbin. A perfect game for any day. Except Tuesdays.
30. Redjac. What you get when you mix Jack Daniels and Redrum.
31. Gary Seven's "exceiver." We don't know what it does, but we hear it's now available in Japan.
32. The Wild Wild West. No, not the other '60s TV show. We're talkin' the fake West, with the OK Corral and Chekov gettin' all shot up.
33. Spock's goatee. You have to ask?
34. The Mugato. Because it's fun to pronounce.
35. Dr. M'Benga slapping Spock. Let's face it, haven't we all wanted to at some point?
36. Kirk's stunt double. Because of the uh, close resemblance.
37. Spock with a heater. 'Nuff said.
38. Tongo Rad. To this day, the coolest character name ever devised for a TV show.
39. Hippie Jam. Who knew Spock could have played with the Grateful Dead?
40. Spock's Brain. Best episode ever? O.K. Chief, would you believe worst episode ever?

Oh yeah...I'm such a ST Geek!